Chasing King

Yan Sikong called for a bodyguard and said, "the general is drunk. Help him to have a rest in the tent." With that, he got up, went through the banquet of pushing cups for cups, and left the tent.

Feng Ye's wine wakes up, and his expression is as frozen as the moon's ice. In a moment, all the suspicions, all the doubts and all the violations are connected together. He finally finds the answer for the feeling that Yan Sikong conceals something from him. It turns out that it's not that he's oversensitive!

Feng Ye clenched his fists, and his phalanx made a "Chi Chi Chi Chi" sound. He stood up and followed him out.

Yan Sikong went all the way to the stable and took out his horse. Zuihong was eating grass beside him. Where he stood, no horse dared to come near.

Yan Sikong quietly watched the drunken red for a while, thinking of the day when he met Fengye again, he was seeing the brilliant young man taming the beast horse, and he would never forget the amazing time.

He untied the rope, turned over and got on the horse with a clip of the horse's belly, and the horse ran out of the stable and passed Fengye, who was following him. As soon as they got up and down, their eyes met briefly in the air.

Feng Ye suddenly felt strange, strange to the people in front of him. Even two hours ago, they still confided in each other, but he never seemed to know his pillow.

The ferocity on Feng Ye's face flashed by. He rushed into the stable, drew out his saber, cut off the rope with a Shua, and rode on the drunken horse

Drunk red like a scarlet lightning shot out.

Yan Sikong's eyes looked straight at the nothingness of the road ahead. He could find nothing but firmness, until there was a sound of horse's hoof pattering in his ear. It was not his horse. His horse was just an ordinary horse. Even if it was a good horse, it was a big difference compared with drunkenness.

The sound of the horse's hoof was getting closer and closer, almost coincident with his horse's hoof. Before he made a response, a dark shadow rose on the ground. Then, in front of his eyes, he was knocked down from the horse. He was about to snatch the ground with his face, and was hugged tightly from behind. After three laps, he was thrown on the grass.

Yan Sikong rolled out a few feet on the grass before he stabilized himself. He was not hurt, but he was a little embarrassed. He stood up and straightened his appearance: "you can tell me to stop, don't be so savage."

Feng Ye said in a cold voice, "you don't know what barbarism is."

Yan Sikong pursed her lips: "I was going to tell you..."

"You still think of me as a fool!" Feng Ye growled with gnashing teeth.

Yan Sikong was silent.

Feng Ye stepped forward and looked down at Yan Sikong: "what are you going to tell me? Huh? It must be half true and half false. When do you want to fool me? "

"Fengye..."

"I am the son of King Jingyuan." Feng Ye pinched Yan Sikong's chin. "Do you know what Jingyuan Wang Shizi means?"

Yan Sikong quietly looked at Feng Ye's fierce eyes, which were congested with anger. He felt his scalp numb.

"It means that one day, I will inherit the greatest military power in the world." Feng Ye tightens his finger bone and looks at Yan Sikong's frown because of pain, but he doesn't relax either. He extrudes a sentence from his lips and teeth, which seems to be chewed up fiercely. "It means that I can change Jiangshan's name as long as I want to. You can take care that I want the stars above nine days, but you can't, can't, cheat me

Yan Sikong felt that his chin was about to be crushed. He pushed Fengye away and took a deep breath. The aggressive boy in front of him made him scared.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong with a complicated look: "how much did you cheat me, how much did you hide from me, how much did you use me, say it."

Yan Si empty light way: "where do you want to hear from?"

"Since Ge Zhong, you always know that he was the one who framed your adoptive father."

"Yes."

"I didn't pay attention to the interrogation, but I heard that GE Zhong used sour water to write the invisible word of collusion with the enemy on the letter he sent to King Liang. After it dried up, there was no trace, but when the fire broke through, it was obvious." Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, "that letter is only known by you, me and Liang Guang, and only you and me come into contact with it. That sour water Is it white vinegar? "

Yan Si moved her lips and spat out a word: "yes."

"Yan Sikong!" Feng Ye roared, "you use me to frame Ge Zhong?"

Yan Sikong looked at the ground with empty eyes.

"You can imitate Ge Zhong's handwriting..." Feng Ye paced back and forth uncontrollably. His shoulders heaved with his chest. "Those letters were all forged by you. Ge Zhong and Ge Zhong didn't rebel at all. You did everything! You use me to set up a governor from Yipin. How dare you

Yan Si said in a deep voice, "I did it."

Feng Ye picked up Yan Sikong's collar, his eyes round stare, his eyes almost cannibal: "how long have you planned?" He seemed to suddenly think of something, "she Zhun and she Zhun were sent to Jingzhou by you. He put the forged letters into the governor's office. You have been planning all this since a few months ago. You have been cheating me from the beginning to the end..." He said grimly, "you didn't tell me the truth!"Yan Sikong's Adam's apple slipped: "I I have to hide some... "

Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's neck. He was like an enraged Beast, bared his white tusks, "why, Yan Sikong, why!"

"For revenge!" Yan Sikong got stuck in his neck, blushed and roared out with difficulty.

Feng Ye is slightly stunned and pushes Yan Sikong away. Yan Sikong staggers and retreats several steps to stabilize his body.

Yan Sikong covered his neck and coughed several times. Then he straightened up and trembled For Revenge. "

"If you want revenge, you can tell me that I am willing to help you. Why do you cheat me and use me?"

"Because you are the son of King Jingyuan." Yan Sikong sneered, "because one day you want to inherit the biggest military power in the world. Everyone wants to flatter you and win over you. If I tell you, you'll only think that I've done something wrong with you, won't you? "

Fengye cold way: "that is not your excuse to cheat me, let alone use me to frame a loyal minister?"

"What kind of loyal minister is he?" Yan Sikong's facial features were distorted and he roared, "in order to curry favor with Xie Zhongren, he wrote a forged letter for three days! Three days later, I convicted my father and killed a loyal minister who had just saved 40 thousand people in Guangning! He is a traitor, a dog thief, and an animal. So I learned to imitate human handwriting and use the same method to make him infamous and immortal! "

Feng Ye was shocked for a moment and looked at the man in front of him. Yan Sikong, whom he used to know, is extremely intelligent, knowledgeable in the past and the present. He is a brilliant man with amazing talent at the banquet, strategizing in the battlefield, the talent of poetry and wine, and the natural and unrestrained style of waves and romantic.

But in front of him, his bloodshot eyes and the madness burst out from them almost made him unable to recognize. What's more, what he couldn't recognize was that the man behind his back had subverted all his cognition, as if he had never really understood what kind of person Yan Sikong was.

A lot of things flashed in Feng Ye's mind. Everything from his reunion with Yan Sikong to the present was displayed in front of his eyes. He caught something in a flash and murmured: "you can imitate human handwriting..."

Yan Sikong's lips trembled. He couldn't tell how he felt at this time. It wasn't the chagrin or guilty feeling of being torn down, but a kind he had never experienced A kind of fear, he was afraid of Feng Ye's eyes.

Feng Ye directed Yan Sikong's eyes: "your colleague, Liu, Liu Liu Zhaolin He stares at Yan Sikong's pupil and refuses to miss the slightest change. "Because of two wrong words, Wang Shengsheng is implicated in being demoted with him, and you are the one to review." He gritted his teeth and said, "did you do the new history case?"

Yan think empty eyes flash, did not say a word, default.

Feng Ye shook his head, full of disbelief: "the capture of Ge Zhong is for revenge, what about Liu Zhaolin? He has nothing to do with you. You have ruined his future. "

"It was he who wrote the missing words first." Yan Sikong couldn't look into Feng Ye's eyes directly. "Wang Shengsheng is Xie Zhongren's man. He is against my teacher everywhere and covers up the sky in the Ministry of officials..."

"So now you are in charge of the literary selection Department of the Ministry of officials." Feng Ye almost even breathed with ice, "Yan Sikong, you're so mean. I've known you since I was eight years old, but I didn't find out until today. In fact, I never knew you."

Yan Sikong suddenly raised his head, ferocious expression, but the voice was a bit choked: "Feng Ye, don't look at me like this."

"What should I think of you?" Feng Ye clenched his back teeth, and a dull pain came from his heart

"I've been ruined twice, nine years old and thirteen years old. I've been in exile. I've suffered a lot. I've been wandering in front of the gate of death countless times!" Yan Sikong glared at her scarlet eyes and said slowly, "I think that my enemies are sitting in glory and wealth, while my relatives are buried in the cold ground and gnawed by insects and ants. I can't sleep at night. The only thing that supports me to survive is revenge. I enter the court as an official just for revenge. Do you understand? Your highness

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong's tears. His heart was full of confusion. He took a step back, another step back, and gently shook his head: "are you really yuan Sikong?"

Yan Sikong had a sharp pain in his chest. His throat was strangled and he couldn't say a word.

Feng Ye didn't look at Yan Sikong any more. He turned over and rode away without looking back.